Waking up to the news that Robin Williams died at 63 or so has made me grateful that I even woke up this morning. The clock is ticking ladies and gentleman. Today is just one more grain of sand through our egg timer of life.
I arrived home last night and congratulated myself on reaching for my Tascam digital recorder with the thought of doing half an hours reviewing of Pontefract investigation. But... The Tascam lay dead. I changed the batteries and still nothing.
I returned to the gym once I'd had my hair cut (which was for free since I was there on Saturday). I watched VIKINGS on as I worked out. It's more my idea of fun than Game Of Thrones.
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